A chattering of sparrows
A pool of shadows
A cradle of baby lizards
A counting of clerks
A sibilance of whispers
[or] a hissing of whispers
[or] a sighing of whispers
A sweep of clouds
A rain of tree leaves
A thunder of electronics
A palpitation of raindrops
A cluster of young girls
A symphony of horns
A roaring of cars
A prancing of horses
In attic silence
Sleeps the lamp
Shrouded in shadowed whisperings
Webbed-in, remote and dignified
Unremembered
Unforgotten
Its jinni that once sparkled
In the young burnished sun
Long since flown
Ah, well, and even so
Let the magician-voiced vendor
Call his striking wares
Sharp as polished silver
New dreams
New dreams for old
No one will lean
From this unshuttered window
To make that trade
For would not the Aladdin heart then break?
#tellafairytale
There in the Somewhere
(in the realness of right, perhaps)
is heard the cataclysmic thunder-splash
the splintering atoms
and hydrogen-crash of exploding suns
But here in the heart
with soundless cymbals
falls the wonder-wish
prayer–still as a handclasp
in a trackless and wind-lonely land
#worlddayofquiet0
Forever signs
That I believe
God made sure
In our lifetime
That I’d be yours
And you’d be mine
#valentinesday
Forever signs
That I believe
God made sure
In our lifetime
That I’d be yours
And you’d be mine
Your letter came today
At long last
In the heat of fiery noon
I held it close
Far into the night
Where it grows cold
In spite of the moonlight
A remembered
River-rhythm of light
My heart waits
Alone
In the shadows
While wind beats
Its wild bird wings
Upon a locked door.
The wild bird
Beats against my door
The shining wings a shadow
Become a singing sound:
Dark music
Spilling remembered
Night rhythms
#Nationalsendacardtoafriendday
Lingering sweet spice scent—
How beautiful the roses glowed
While we content were homeward bent.
The car hummed easy on the road.
How beautiful the roses glowed
Reminding us of joy-filled hours.
The car hummed easy on the road.
We shared a gift: Bright Rose Flowers
Reminding us of joy-filled hours
While we content were homeward bent;
Red roses rained aroma showers:
Lingering sweet spice scent.
Through fifty years
Of joys and sorrows
Of happy days
And promising tomorrows
Through many hours
Of sweetness calm and peace
And many other with surcease
Of frustration and stress
The story of your marriage
Is truly God blessed
For “working together
Is the true success”!
#WorldNationalSpousesDay
#January26
I
cry over a man
that doesn’t love me
I
cry over the parents
that didn’t want me
I
cry over the mental pain
that has totally wrecked my mind
I
cry over the freedom
I’ve prayed for time after time.
But
Despite the sorrowful blues I express
The rattled nerves and body unrest
The tears have never fallen
And they shall not begin
For I cry the internal cry
And suffer pain within.
#WorldBlueMonday
#January15
What is it that we seek
in the unending oceans of space
What draws us to journey on
through the far-flung stars
An answer?
Perhaps a whisper of eternal love
aiming its perfection
toward the latent knowing
in our hearts
#Science-Fictionday
#January2